Please don't believe that my words are lacking honesty;

Saturday was splendid.
We:
-Rode the light-rail to Devon's.
-I met Devon for the first time.
-We played on a playground, swung on swings, and climbed on a dinosaur named Steve the stegosaurus.
-We played with Devon's pet squirrel.
-I lost miserably at solitaire.
-We went to the river.
-Lindy and Megan nearly lost their shirts in the river and I had to save them and hurt myself in the process.
-We hid from a little kid because we were in our bras, but then acted like we were in out bathing suits.
-We swung into a water from a rope.
-We felt awkward when grown men came down and we were in our bras.
-We made Devon join us.
-We attempted to sun-bathe in a field but we were attacked by dogs of all shapes and sizes.

But then Mean dad called and had a hissy fit , so we had to leave.